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Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Elaine [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:15:27 08/29/09 Sat In reply to: Lauren 's message, ""But I don't need an enema"" on 10:17:06 08/22/09 Sat These are "famous last words" I'd say! I said it, my daughters said it, and my grandchildren have said it -- and the enema was always given. My husband even said it when I suggested I give him an enema over the years - and he was given the enema too. After seeing the enema bag out in the bathroom I would ask my mom why I was going to be given an enema. The answer was you need it and you will feel better afterwards. If I was sick I never felt that way but for constipation if I was complaining I did feel better. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Dolores [Edit] Date Posted: 10:38:35 09/02/09 Wed "Because I said so, now get undressed" is the only recourse my daughters have to my suggestion that it's time for an enema. Of course, I never schedule them when they might have something personal planned ... that's why later in the weekday evening is usually the time. They complain, but I'm deaf to that, just like my mother was deaf to me, and I presume her mother to her. Lately, though, I think they are beginning to enjoy enemas because, while they still protest, the protests come while they are undressing and are not as vigorous as in their preteen years. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Sandi [Edit] Date Posted: 07:10:52 09/05/09 Sat I remember being called into the bathroom where I saw the bulging red enema bag hanging on the shower rod with the soapsuds dripping down the sides and the shiney black nozzle dangling down with its vaseline on it. I told mom that I didn't need or want an enema,but she told me that I needed to be cleaned out and to get down on my knees bending over the side of the tub. Before I knew it, I was being cleaned out. I would feel full and the cramps were horrible. I yelled, take it out, take it out, please take it out. I have to go, but she said just take a little more of the enema bag. Then I had the worst bowel movement ever while she watched. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Jane [Edit] Date Posted: 12:53:14 09/05/09 Sat The dreaded words were you what you need is a good enema Jane. Then Mom would get the red bag out of the closet and tell me to wait until she called. When I entered the bathroom Mom would be sitting on the toilet with a bulging red enema bag hung from the shower rod. Soon I would be draped over her knee and getting my skirt lifted up and panties pulled down. Mom would always say that this was going to as difficult for her as for me. Before I knew it the black nozzle was in my butt and then I heard a click. As soon as I felt the warm water rush in I started to cramp. No matter what I did or said Mom would persistently coach me to take just a little more. She would stop when I cramped but I always had to take the entire bag. At least my Mom would leave the room so I could expel in private. These enemas continued until I went away to college. Now I am repeating the same words to my teenage daughter. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Sandi [Edit] Date Posted: 09:01:27 09/06/09 Sun Jane reminds me more about my childhood and teen enemas from the red Flamingo Fountain Syringe, enema bag that my mom used on me. Unlike her, my mom did not leave the room while I expelled because she was busy at the sink cleaning the bag and nozzle after cleaning me out. Frankly, I was so happy to expell after having to hold the enema in so that it would work, that I did not care that mom was there. After all I did not want to have to take another enema from that bag. Unlike Jane, I was nude for my enemas and kneeling on my knees over the side of the tub with my butt in the air.. I also remember sometimes coming home from school and seeing the family enema bag drying over the bathtub. That meant that mom had just taken an enema and I saw some vaseline residue at the end of the hose and beginning of the enema nozzle. Very often she would tell me to undress and get into the bathroom for a good cleaning out. Before I knew it that same nozzle with the vasiline residue that had been inside her was inside me while I was cramping and getting a good cleaning of my bowels that I told her that I did not need.. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Alice [Edit] Date Posted: 14:01:55 09/05/09 Sat The worst was when I really did not need an enema because I was not constipated or sick. Mom told me to get into the bathroom because it was time for my regular twice a month internal bath. Sometimes she would just call it a visit from the soapsuds fairy. The usual words came from me....I don't want the soapsuds, and then the take it out, take it out that every kid who ever got it up the butt must have cried. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Dorothy [Edit] Date Posted: 12:53:08 09/09/09 Wed I once confided in a friend, in the days when everyone knew everyone else got an enema too, that mom was going to give me one when I got home from school ... and I just hated enemas. She told me to relax and to at least attempt to enjoy what was inevitable amd, to even suggest while expelling that "I think I might need another one." My friend said the first time she said this to her mom, she thought her mom was going to faint ... but she did get a second enema and her mom, probably wondering if this was some ploy by the youngers, suggested a third to which my friend said "sure, if you think so." So I tried to relax when mom said it was time for a enema. But this time, instead of just stepping out of my slacks and panties, I told mom to wait until I got undressed in my bedroom, then walked into the bathroom naked. She tried not to show she was somewhat shocked, but I could read it on her face. I always took my enemas over her lap. It was a different feeling being uninhibited by a blouse and bra. Being somewhat relaxed, the enema felt completely different than from the times I always fought her administering it. AS I was expelling, and she was rinsing the bag, I suggested possibly as second enema, just to be sure I was "cleaned out". Now she was taken back, but she filled the bag and I suggested maybe I was big enough to take an enema standing up. She hung the bag from the shower curtain rod, I bent over, putting my hands on the edge of the bathtub. I felt so relaxed I actually enjoyed it, just like my friend said. I didn't ask for a third enema, but as mom was cleaning up the equipment, she asked if I might need another one. I asked why? She said because when she takes an enema, the first one is usually soapy (mine was clear water), then she said she took at least two rinse enemas. "I think next time we'll try that," she said. I actually couldn't wait for the next enema session, told my friend her suggestion worked, and have enjoyed enemas ever since. I'm married now, my husband enjoys enemas as much as I do, and my daughters somehow learned to enjoy them, especially after we had a long talk and I told them about my friend, her suggestion and how my mom helped me to enjoy the sessions. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: Re: "But I don't need an enema" Author: Rebecca [Edit] Date Posted: 17:35:43 09/10/09 Thu Dorothy, I confided in my friend Linda that I was going to be given an enema after school. Back then enemas were common and we talked about what happened when we were home sick. The enema bag was kept behind the bathroom door or in the shower in both our homes. Anyway when we got off the bus (we were in 7th grade) she asked if she could stop over on the way home and I said yes thinking that may be I would not have the enema! As we walked into the house mom was there and was a little surprised to see Linda too. Linda said she wanted to go to the bathroom and sat and talked with my mom would reminded me that I was going to be given an enema. I said I really did not need one but that did not work and she said we would do it after Linda left. Linda and went to my room and closed the door. Linda told me the enema bag was hanging on the towel rack but that it was empty so may be I was not going to get one. I told her what my mom just said and Linda said she would stay for a few a while anyway and we would pretend we were doing homework. It was about a half hour later that mom came into the room and told Linda she'd have to leave in a few minutes. When she said that mom gave me a knowing look. Linda collected her things and as we went downstairs my mom was in the bathroom already. Linda asked me to call her and tell her what happened. As soon as she left mom had me get my robe on and come to the bathroom. AS I was getting ready for my enema mom asked if Linda knew I was going to be given an enema and I told her yes and that she told me she saw the enema bag earlier. At the time I was very constipated and the enema was very big as I recall. But mom always gave a thorough enema and that particular day I had another one before bed. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]